"No, no, I don't want to risk my niece's safety." Although Ze Fenglin said he didn't dare, he began to expect something in his heart. After all, a plump, soft baby with white skin and big eyes, who can see it?

Who doesn't want to be loved?

"You are strong. If you can shake Jiu'er well, she won't cry so hard." Jiu'er, who weighs nine pounds, is really difficult for the thin Yun Wan to hold for a long time. "I guess,

Children all like to be held in arms and rocked!”

"Of course, otherwise how could there be a cradle?" Ze Fenglin looked around and said, "My sister doesn't even have a cradle? I'll make one for Jiuer another day."

"Lin Zi is really attentive." Yun Wan said as she handed Jiu'er to Ze Fenglin.

"I have been thinking about giving a gift to my niece to celebrate her birthday. I remember that Master seemed to have given her a longevity lock." Ze Fenglin said thoughtfully. Jiuer suddenly stopped crying in Ze Fenglin's arms, as if

Listening carefully to the conversations of others, quietly chuckling as if expecting to receive a gift.

"Well, your aunt also sent a wooden box today. It seems to be a pendant inside, either a long-life lock or a jade pendant." Yun Wan guessed that she was afraid that Concubine Xuan also sent a long-life lock. It must have been carved by royal craftsmen.

It's better than what she gave me.

"My aunt's most possessions are gold and silver jewelry, which together are enough for Jiuer's dowry." If Ze Fenglin gathered together the birthday gifts from Concubine Xuan, it would definitely be enough to make a gold crown for his future wife.

Zhu Feng Guan said, "Master, look, Jiu'er laughed so hard when she heard that she was going to give her something."

"My dear Jiu'er, don't cry and scare people. You're tired, and you're making me and your brother-in-law uneasy too." Yun Wan patted Jiu'er's swaddle gently.

"Alas, don't cry..." Ze Fenglin pointed at Jiu'er and ordered.

"Why does Jiu'er cry when I mention my uncle?" Yun Wan shook her head helplessly.

"It shouldn't be. Jiu'er and uncle have the same pronunciation. She laughs when we call her name. Why does she grin and cry when we say uncle? Can she distinguish oblique sounds at such a young age?" Ze Fenglin was greatly surprised.

"Maybe it's a coincidence. What should I do? Just a moment later, she cried again. When Sister Han comes back, will Jiu'er become hoarse from crying?" Yun Wan was particularly worried. Jiu'er was too weak. If she kept crying hoarsely,

, it is really possible for something to go wrong.

"Did she shush?" Ze Fenglin reminded with a hint of confusion.

"Maybe, let me take a look!" Yun Wan took Jiu'er and put it on the bed. She opened the tightly wrapped quilt and found nothing unusual. However, Ze Fenglin, who was watching from the side, had a red face as if he had a cold.

, because it was the first time I saw a naked girl. Although she was too young, she was still a girl!

"What are you thinking about?" Yun Wan patted Ze Fenglin's head heavily, trying to help him get rid of his evil thoughts.

"No, no, no... it's nothing..." Ze Fenglin stuttered for a moment guiltily, "Master, tell me... is Jiu'er hungry?"

"No way, sister Han said that she had fed Jiu'er before..." Yun Wan suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to discuss feeding children with Ze Fenglin, a grown man.

"But my sister has been away for a while, and Jiu'er cried for a long time, which must have taken a lot of energy." Ze Fenglin nodded in confirmation of his words.

"Then what should we do? How about we take Jiu'er to Xuande Hall to have a look?" Yun Wan's tone was very timid.

"Why are Jiu'er brought to Xuande Hall when he is so young?" Ze Fenglin was very surprised, "Does it mean that Jiu'er...doesn't have a nanny?"

Gu Xun: "Ah, no, your sister Han said she had to do it herself, but she didn't use milk at all...Mom..." Yun Wan hesitated for a moment.

"It's okay to find a spare one, but what should I do?" Ze Fenglin said the solution he could think of without thinking, "Um... Then how about you give it a try, Master?"

"How can I try! Are you stupid? I'm not..." Yun Wan retorted with her cheeks flushed and covering her heart. She really couldn't tell her the fact that she had no milk.

"Yes, Master doesn't have it either, but neither do I!" Ze Fenglin looked at the white buns on the table and thought of a plan, "I have an idea!"

"What are you going to do?" Yun Wan asked in confusion. She was curious about what Ze Fenglin wanted to do, but she didn't dare to ask more. After all, she knew she couldn't help. "Hey, hey, hey... farming is very hard. ...You're wasting food like this...it's not good!"

"Bring me Jiu'er over here!" Ze Fenglin rummaged through the box and found a thin thread, threaded the white buns through again, arranged two of equal sizes and hung them on his heart.

Ze Fenglin suddenly felt very strange, so he took off another one, and then pretended to be calm and straightened his waist, pretending to be very charming, imitating the appearance and behavior of women, and pretending to be charming. Ze Fenglin had a way of doing it. Kung Fu, "Come quickly!!!"

"Your uncle is too unruly, just using a steamed bun to fool your niece?" Yun Wan was amused by Ze Fenglin, who made her laugh and cry.

"It will definitely work. Master, hurry up and just trust me once!!!" Ze Fenglin has never been close to a woman. For him, white buns are the only object that can make him fantasize. They are white and soft to the touch. Every time I pinch it, it's hard not to let him have wild thoughts.

"Lin Zi Ke is really good at it!" Yun Wan went from laughing at first to feeling surprised, and finally she was left with admiration, because as soon as Jiu'er's little face touched the bun, her whole body became quiet and satisfied. He pouted his little mouth and twitched his little hands, as if trying to grab his own grain bag.

"Children are born to rely on their mother!" Ze Fenglin felt very disappointed. He had never even seen his mother's face. It was really a pity.

"Hey~ Linzi, have you practiced before? Did you coax some lady or was she coaxed by someone?" Yun Wan wanted to tease Ze Fenglin, but she actually got herself involved.

Ze Fenglin grabbed the remaining steamed buns and put them into his mouth to chew, "I sacrificed my appearance like this not for the sake of Master. If I wasn't afraid of you... We were happily together, I wouldn't behave in such a way that damages my image. .”

"Lin Zi is the most considerate. He is good to Jiu'er and good to his teacher." Yun Wan felt embarrassed for a moment because the image of being entangled with Shen Yishuo appeared in her mind.

"Fortunately, there is no bronze mirror in the room, otherwise when I see what I look like, I would really like to follow the late emperor." Ze Fenglin said to himself.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yun Wan instinctively covered Ze Fenglin's mouth to stop him from continuing to say unlucky words.

Telling the emperor's death as a joke is in itself an act of transgression and must not be done.

"What are you two doing!" The two close masters and apprentices were so frightened by the scolding from others that they trembled a few times.
Chapter completed!